Drool

I wanted to talk today
But you were saying that you hate
When conversations stick in your brain
That made sense to me
I couldn't get a note for school
I woke up in a puddle of drool
I guess they had a better plan
To make a boy turn to a man
Noah says he hates his life
Hates his brother and his sense of pride
Has too many ideas he said
The pills help to empty his head
Now he's doing better I guess
His dad helped him get hair on his chest
Now we never talk about
The time he put a gun in his mouth



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Writer(s): Lamberth Carsey
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